Mother Poem by Lola Ridge

Mother

Rating: 4.1


Your love was like moonlight
turning harsh things to beauty,
so that little wry souls
reflecting each other obliquely
as in cracked mirrors . . .
beheld in your luminous spirit
their own reflection,
transfigured as in a shining stream,
and loved you for what they are not.

You are less an image in my mind
than a luster
I see you in gleams
pale as star-light on a gray wall . . .
evanescent as the reflection of a white swan
shimmering in broken water.

Wednesday, December 17, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: mother
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ogechi Veronica 07 May 2016

I am so loving this poem. Mothers they rock. Nice poem

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* Sunprincess * 07 May 2016

.......a beautiful composition with exquisite imagery ★

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Dr Dillip K Swain 10 November 2017

A great tribute to mother

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Ratnakar Mandlik 07 May 2016

Beautifully envisioned tribute to mother and memoirs about her. Thanks for sharing it here.

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Susan Williams 07 May 2016

The loveliest tribute to a Mother and every word of it true. Beautiful writing- beautiful sentiments.

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Edward Kofi Louis 07 May 2016

I see you in gleams! Thanks for sharing.

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Akachukwu Lekwauwa 07 May 2016

the love of mama has no equal

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